A MOON LEGACY
Book 1: Star Crossed Friendships
Chapter 4: Stable Boy
Written By: AngelSweetie
Copyright 2002
E-mail: m_angeleyes@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Sailor Moon or any of its characters definitely don't belong to me! I'm not that spazed out to invent a storyline that involves lesbians and other sick people.
Author's Notes: MOTIVATION! INSPIRATION! Thanks to these two words which I kept repeating during this story making at two in the morning! ENJOY! A new made up character is introduced and let me tell you now that he is important to the story!
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The Moon princess squealed in pure delight as she ran around the Palace fields that were now blanketed with only a few specks of snow. With her blonde hair bellowing behind her back, she ran towards her gardens and towards the special path that led her to the white rose bed. It was still bare with no life blooming yet but she could feel deep within her stomach that the little seeds were growing more and more each day. She smiled with pure contentment, closing her hands together. The Moonchild then began to say a silent prayer for her roses' growth, a technique that Ragnar had taught her. She grinned widely as soon as she finished her special prayer and her eyes seemed to light up when she saw that her garden bed started to glow radiantly, acknowledging her prayer and glowing with gratitude. The blond haired princess was going to send another prayer again, this time to the other flowers but a soft neigh averted her gaze from them towards a great white horse near the Fire Cachas from Mars. Shocked, the little princess stood cautiously and walked towards the white beast, her small hands outstretched to pat it. As she came closer the horse neighed, warningly and it started to buckle wildly. Serena reeled back from the horse's outburst in fright.
"Don't be afraid of her, she's just not used to having people around," a voice said. "She's a bit edgy that way."
Serena turned and found an older boy much like Ragnar grinning back at her. He bowed respectfully, his auburn hair falling into disheveled locks onto his pale dirt smudged face. "Good morning princess Serenity," he said formally. "Sorry to bother you but I am from the Palace stables and the keeper of this horse." The young man nodded towards the great white stallion, "Sorry if she has disrupted you. I will make sure that she gets the punishment that she deserves."
Serena wanted to protest but the young man wasn't finished speaking yet.
"However princess, this horse may be wild but she is a great treasure of mine and so I plead that you will not punish her for the deliquesce I have caused." He said truthfully, his light brown eyes pleading silently into her own.
Serena shook her golden mane vigorously, "No, it's quite alright. I like her and I wouldn't dream of ever punishing such a creature as beautiful as this." She replied gesturing towards the horse. She felt a strong aura about the young man, it was warm and protective. She gazed at the older boy with curious eyes, "Are you new around here? I haven't seen you around the Palace before." She asked politely.
The auburn haired young man nodded giving the Moonchild a warm smile, "Yes I am princess, and I am the son of Myria. I have come to help my mother your Majesty."
Serena returned the smile, "Please call me Serena. Princess and all those other titles don't seem right when you and I are no different from each other." She said modestly.
The brown eyed young man was shocked at the humble thing that the angel like princess had just remarked upon. He smiled and took a slender hand into his own and kissed it. "My name's Icarus, pleased to meet you Serena." He said once he was done kissing the young girl's hand. He looked up to see his princess' face glow red, he chuckled amusingly. "You're cute when you flush Squirt."
Serena almost nearly blanched but years in the Courtesy Room taught her to regain her composure quickly, "What did you say?" she asked a little taken back.
Icarus smiled showing off his straight teeth, "Sorry, but you remind me so much of my baby sister. She died last summer." Serena looked down feeling ashamed, "I'm sorry. Myria never told me she had a daughter." The young princess admitted.
Icarus shrugged, "She never mentioned anything about me either. Don't worry about it"
The Moonchild looked up expecting to see sad brown eyes but what she found were russet eyes sparkling back at her, happily. It made her happy as well; she felt great strength from the young man that she had not felt within Ragnar or anyone else for that matter. A great strength from within the depths of his heart. Serena smiled at Icarus kindly, understandingly, empathetically, knowing just how hard it was to loose a person so close.
Icarus stared at the smiling face in front of him and all of his sad reawakened memories of his deceased sister soon vanished and was replaced by memories of his sister's cheerful face. He wondered if the young princess had anything to do with it. Her smiling face, although was such an innocent act, seemed to comfort him somehow. He grew a great fondness to the younger girl already.
A soft neigh soon ceased the small exchange. Icarus came out of the happy trance that Serena somehow managed to place over him and walked over towards his white steed. "Can I pat her?" Serena asked from behind him. Icarus turned his head into her direction and nodded. The young girl shrieked with joy and walked slowly up to the horse with great caution. Her small hand then began to pat the stallion's soft white fur; it neighed happily at her touch. "She's so beautiful Icarus, what is her name?" Serena gushed as she continued to pat the contented horse.
Icarus shrugged his broad shoulders, "Well seeing that you have spared her life, you should have the honour in naming her."
Serena's face lit up. She closed her eyes in deep thought, and then smiled.
Icarus took it as a sign that she already had a name for the white animal.
"I shall bless her as Krystaluck," Serena said after a while. Icarus grinned, liking the name instantly. He knew the true meaning behind the name that was formed in the blonde girl's mind for the horse. "What a beautiful name for her Squirt, it really does fit her. This spring I could give you riding lessons if you want." Icarus offered. Serena's face brightened again. She stuck out her hand, "It's a deal." She replied excitedly. The auburn haired young man leaned over about to shake Serena's small hand but was abruptly flicked away by gloved fingers.
Both Icarus and Serena looked up with great surprise. The older stable boy felt a little anger towards the one who had wrecked the special moment between himself and the Moonchild. He looked up to see a figure dressed in black armor with a dark green cloak hanging from his well toned shoulders, complementing his eyes. In fact, Icarus noticed the figure's eyes first. He noted that they were as green as cat's eyes. Eyes which were now sending him a penetrating glare.
"What are you doing here princess?" The cloaked figure asked the young girl curtly, never taking his eyes off the auburn haired stable boy.
Icarus stared hard back at the cat eyed knight with much daggers of his own, but said nothing. He knew who the guy was even without his medals. He was Ragnar, the Watcher of the Moonchild. There was something that Icarus didn't like about the hostile man and so opted to continue to glare back at him.
Princess Serena looked at the two boys who were both giving each other defiant stares and began to get uncomfortable, "Uh…Ragnar have you met Icarus yet?" she said trying to break the ice that was quickly accumulating.
Ragnar only narrowed his jaded eyes into angry slits then stepped in front of the princess, throwing his cloak protectively in front of her. "Who are you to call the future Queen, Squirt?" the jaded eyed young man asked through his gritted teeth. "You shall address her as princess Serenity and nothing more. Do you understand?" Ragnar growled.
Icarus smirked but nodded, not wanting to pick a fight with someone of noble blood, knowing that he was putting his mother's job in stake as well as his own and he wasn't about to give up his new found friendship with the young Moon princess.
Serena, on the other hand, tried to stick up for her new friend but once Ragnar's eyes looked down at her, she stopped in mid sentence. Her mentor and guardian was clearly mad.
"And also the princess shall not be riding in such a steed as this," he continued, waving a dismissive hand towards the white animal with great displeasure upon his face.
"Riding lessons will be taught by me and me only. Not by a mere stable boy like you." Ragnar said sternly in a no nonsense tone.
Icarus had only been acquainted to the Moon Watcher for only a few moments and already he started to hate him to the very core, however he obeyed the cat eyed man's commands. After a few minutes of being scolded at like a young child, the stable boy tuned the young Watcher out. He quickly stole a peek over the dark cloak towards the Moonchild who stood mutely staring at the floor. He wondered why the princess was taking all the crap that Ragnar was dishing out. It was as if Ragnar was the one who controlled her own life. Icarus sighed with small defeat as he took the horse back towards the stables as Ragnar had ordered him to do. He sent the Moon Watcher one last glare that seemed to say that the fight wasn't over yet, and then gave the small blonde girl a comforting smile before he headed out.
"I'm sorry if I have upset you Ragnar," Serena whispered quietly.
Her mentor turned around sharply, his eyes hard. "Princess, you should not be associating with people such us them." Serena almost cried from his cold tone of voice but said nothing. Ragnar hated to see weakness; he had told her to never let it show. So instead she stared hard at the floor, trying to hold back the tears that were now threatening her eyes. The young Moonchild heard a swish of her Watcher's cloak and found his face looking deeply into hers. "Please do not cry princess," he said gently, lifting her chin up with a gloved finger so that they were both looking into each other's eyes.
"I wouldn't want to do anything that may cause you to be upset. So please do not cry." Ragnar pleaded. Serena nodded, wiping away her tears quickly and then forced a smile. Ragnar smiled back not at all to sure if Serena was happy once again. He had to make her feel better and he knew just how to do it. "Come now princess." He said brightly, "Your mother has ordered me to bring you back into the Crystal Palace. It seems that today is the day you meet the other princesses from your court."
Serena's sad demeanor was soon replaced by her usual bubbly self and Ragnar gave a mental pat on his back, it was so easy to make her smile and he was glad that he did because the princess' smile affected him like no other.
"Really?" she asked, excitedly. Ragnar nodded, confirming the news.
They headed back into the great marbled halls of the Crystal Palace together.
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So how'd you guys like it? I know it's a little too draggy, so sue me. But it was, however, important to the story, kays? Well anyways, that's one chapter four down! You wouldn't believe how long it took me to write this! I NEED sleep! Must get sleep! Next chapter will most definitely be about the other Sailor Guardians so don't get too bored with this yet! Things are going to get a lot more interesting! E-mail me or whatever if you have any suggestions, comments or you just want to say a quick hi! Bye for now!
Keep it cool and keep it real!
Book 1: Star Crossed Friendships
Chapter 4: Stable Boy
Written By: AngelSweetie
Copyright 2002
E-mail: m_angeleyes@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Sailor Moon or any of its characters definitely don't belong to me! I'm not that spazed out to invent a storyline that involves lesbians and other sick people.
Author's Notes: MOTIVATION! INSPIRATION! Thanks to these two words which I kept repeating during this story making at two in the morning! ENJOY! A new made up character is introduced and let me tell you now that he is important to the story!
~*~*^ Chapter 4: Stable Boy ^*~*~
The Moon princess squealed in pure delight as she ran around the Palace fields that were now blanketed with only a few specks of snow. With her blonde hair bellowing behind her back, she ran towards her gardens and towards the special path that led her to the white rose bed. It was still bare with no life blooming yet but she could feel deep within her stomach that the little seeds were growing more and more each day. She smiled with pure contentment, closing her hands together. The Moonchild then began to say a silent prayer for her roses' growth, a technique that Ragnar had taught her. She grinned widely as soon as she finished her special prayer and her eyes seemed to light up when she saw that her garden bed started to glow radiantly, acknowledging her prayer and glowing with gratitude. The blond haired princess was going to send another prayer again, this time to the other flowers but a soft neigh averted her gaze from them towards a great white horse near the Fire Cachas from Mars. Shocked, the little princess stood cautiously and walked towards the white beast, her small hands outstretched to pat it. As she came closer the horse neighed, warningly and it started to buckle wildly. Serena reeled back from the horse's outburst in fright.
"Don't be afraid of her, she's just not used to having people around," a voice said. "She's a bit edgy that way."
Serena turned and found an older boy much like Ragnar grinning back at her. He bowed respectfully, his auburn hair falling into disheveled locks onto his pale dirt smudged face. "Good morning princess Serenity," he said formally. "Sorry to bother you but I am from the Palace stables and the keeper of this horse." The young man nodded towards the great white stallion, "Sorry if she has disrupted you. I will make sure that she gets the punishment that she deserves."
Serena wanted to protest but the young man wasn't finished speaking yet.
"However princess, this horse may be wild but she is a great treasure of mine and so I plead that you will not punish her for the deliquesce I have caused." He said truthfully, his light brown eyes pleading silently into her own.
Serena shook her golden mane vigorously, "No, it's quite alright. I like her and I wouldn't dream of ever punishing such a creature as beautiful as this." She replied gesturing towards the horse. She felt a strong aura about the young man, it was warm and protective. She gazed at the older boy with curious eyes, "Are you new around here? I haven't seen you around the Palace before." She asked politely.
The auburn haired young man nodded giving the Moonchild a warm smile, "Yes I am princess, and I am the son of Myria. I have come to help my mother your Majesty."
Serena returned the smile, "Please call me Serena. Princess and all those other titles don't seem right when you and I are no different from each other." She said modestly.
The brown eyed young man was shocked at the humble thing that the angel like princess had just remarked upon. He smiled and took a slender hand into his own and kissed it. "My name's Icarus, pleased to meet you Serena." He said once he was done kissing the young girl's hand. He looked up to see his princess' face glow red, he chuckled amusingly. "You're cute when you flush Squirt."
Serena almost nearly blanched but years in the Courtesy Room taught her to regain her composure quickly, "What did you say?" she asked a little taken back.
Icarus smiled showing off his straight teeth, "Sorry, but you remind me so much of my baby sister. She died last summer." Serena looked down feeling ashamed, "I'm sorry. Myria never told me she had a daughter." The young princess admitted.
Icarus shrugged, "She never mentioned anything about me either. Don't worry about it"
The Moonchild looked up expecting to see sad brown eyes but what she found were russet eyes sparkling back at her, happily. It made her happy as well; she felt great strength from the young man that she had not felt within Ragnar or anyone else for that matter. A great strength from within the depths of his heart. Serena smiled at Icarus kindly, understandingly, empathetically, knowing just how hard it was to loose a person so close.
Icarus stared at the smiling face in front of him and all of his sad reawakened memories of his deceased sister soon vanished and was replaced by memories of his sister's cheerful face. He wondered if the young princess had anything to do with it. Her smiling face, although was such an innocent act, seemed to comfort him somehow. He grew a great fondness to the younger girl already.
A soft neigh soon ceased the small exchange. Icarus came out of the happy trance that Serena somehow managed to place over him and walked over towards his white steed. "Can I pat her?" Serena asked from behind him. Icarus turned his head into her direction and nodded. The young girl shrieked with joy and walked slowly up to the horse with great caution. Her small hand then began to pat the stallion's soft white fur; it neighed happily at her touch. "She's so beautiful Icarus, what is her name?" Serena gushed as she continued to pat the contented horse.
Icarus shrugged his broad shoulders, "Well seeing that you have spared her life, you should have the honour in naming her."
Serena's face lit up. She closed her eyes in deep thought, and then smiled.
Icarus took it as a sign that she already had a name for the white animal.
"I shall bless her as Krystaluck," Serena said after a while. Icarus grinned, liking the name instantly. He knew the true meaning behind the name that was formed in the blonde girl's mind for the horse. "What a beautiful name for her Squirt, it really does fit her. This spring I could give you riding lessons if you want." Icarus offered. Serena's face brightened again. She stuck out her hand, "It's a deal." She replied excitedly. The auburn haired young man leaned over about to shake Serena's small hand but was abruptly flicked away by gloved fingers.
Both Icarus and Serena looked up with great surprise. The older stable boy felt a little anger towards the one who had wrecked the special moment between himself and the Moonchild. He looked up to see a figure dressed in black armor with a dark green cloak hanging from his well toned shoulders, complementing his eyes. In fact, Icarus noticed the figure's eyes first. He noted that they were as green as cat's eyes. Eyes which were now sending him a penetrating glare.
"What are you doing here princess?" The cloaked figure asked the young girl curtly, never taking his eyes off the auburn haired stable boy.
Icarus stared hard back at the cat eyed knight with much daggers of his own, but said nothing. He knew who the guy was even without his medals. He was Ragnar, the Watcher of the Moonchild. There was something that Icarus didn't like about the hostile man and so opted to continue to glare back at him.
Princess Serena looked at the two boys who were both giving each other defiant stares and began to get uncomfortable, "Uh…Ragnar have you met Icarus yet?" she said trying to break the ice that was quickly accumulating.
Ragnar only narrowed his jaded eyes into angry slits then stepped in front of the princess, throwing his cloak protectively in front of her. "Who are you to call the future Queen, Squirt?" the jaded eyed young man asked through his gritted teeth. "You shall address her as princess Serenity and nothing more. Do you understand?" Ragnar growled.
Icarus smirked but nodded, not wanting to pick a fight with someone of noble blood, knowing that he was putting his mother's job in stake as well as his own and he wasn't about to give up his new found friendship with the young Moon princess.
Serena, on the other hand, tried to stick up for her new friend but once Ragnar's eyes looked down at her, she stopped in mid sentence. Her mentor and guardian was clearly mad.
"And also the princess shall not be riding in such a steed as this," he continued, waving a dismissive hand towards the white animal with great displeasure upon his face.
"Riding lessons will be taught by me and me only. Not by a mere stable boy like you." Ragnar said sternly in a no nonsense tone.
Icarus had only been acquainted to the Moon Watcher for only a few moments and already he started to hate him to the very core, however he obeyed the cat eyed man's commands. After a few minutes of being scolded at like a young child, the stable boy tuned the young Watcher out. He quickly stole a peek over the dark cloak towards the Moonchild who stood mutely staring at the floor. He wondered why the princess was taking all the crap that Ragnar was dishing out. It was as if Ragnar was the one who controlled her own life. Icarus sighed with small defeat as he took the horse back towards the stables as Ragnar had ordered him to do. He sent the Moon Watcher one last glare that seemed to say that the fight wasn't over yet, and then gave the small blonde girl a comforting smile before he headed out.
"I'm sorry if I have upset you Ragnar," Serena whispered quietly.
Her mentor turned around sharply, his eyes hard. "Princess, you should not be associating with people such us them." Serena almost cried from his cold tone of voice but said nothing. Ragnar hated to see weakness; he had told her to never let it show. So instead she stared hard at the floor, trying to hold back the tears that were now threatening her eyes. The young Moonchild heard a swish of her Watcher's cloak and found his face looking deeply into hers. "Please do not cry princess," he said gently, lifting her chin up with a gloved finger so that they were both looking into each other's eyes.
"I wouldn't want to do anything that may cause you to be upset. So please do not cry." Ragnar pleaded. Serena nodded, wiping away her tears quickly and then forced a smile. Ragnar smiled back not at all to sure if Serena was happy once again. He had to make her feel better and he knew just how to do it. "Come now princess." He said brightly, "Your mother has ordered me to bring you back into the Crystal Palace. It seems that today is the day you meet the other princesses from your court."
Serena's sad demeanor was soon replaced by her usual bubbly self and Ragnar gave a mental pat on his back, it was so easy to make her smile and he was glad that he did because the princess' smile affected him like no other.
"Really?" she asked, excitedly. Ragnar nodded, confirming the news.
They headed back into the great marbled halls of the Crystal Palace together.
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So how'd you guys like it? I know it's a little too draggy, so sue me. But it was, however, important to the story, kays? Well anyways, that's one chapter four down! You wouldn't believe how long it took me to write this! I NEED sleep! Must get sleep! Next chapter will most definitely be about the other Sailor Guardians so don't get too bored with this yet! Things are going to get a lot more interesting! E-mail me or whatever if you have any suggestions, comments or you just want to say a quick hi! Bye for now!
Keep it cool and keep it real!